ebookland Chapter 132 Do you have a crush on me?
Chapter 132 Do you have a crush on me?
In mid-March, the splint on Ye Wanqing's calf was finally removed, and she gently leaned the crutches in her hand against the door.
Although her steps were still a little unsteady, the long-lost sense of freedom was like a spring breeze, making her happy.
The car accident a few years ago was like a sudden storm, making the Jiang family anxious and searching everywhere for Ye Wanqing.
Now, April is quietly approaching, and the relevant legal procedures are about to enter the trial.
Qin Zhuyu was on the other end of the phone, fully expecting Ye Wanqing to return to the capital one morning in April, carrying her luggage and a smile.
However, Ye Wanqing's voice was calm and indifferent: "No hurry, I still want to feel the warmth of home here."
Qin Zhuyu's heart couldn't help but sink slightly, and there was a hint of uncertainty in her tone: "Wanqing, you are not...really planning to live here for a long time?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Wanqing smiled softly, as if her warmth could penetrate the telephone line and pass on to Qin Zhuyu: "How could that be? Beijing has always been my home in my heart."
Hearing this answer, Qin Zhuyu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you busy writing a new book again? I heard that the tranquility of a small town is very suitable for creation."
"Yes, I've been immersed in this story." Ye Wanqing's voice was filled with excitement and anticipation.
Ye Wanqing pursed her lips slightly and decided to change the subject: "Did you encounter any interesting things during the Chinese New Year? For example, those blind dates?"
When Qin Zhuyu mentioned her blind date, she couldn't help but sound a bit helpless and disgusted. "Don't even mention it. They all look like they've traveled from the old days. They're so dull and suffocating. I really don't like them!"
Ye Wanqing couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this: "Actually, everyone has their own shining points. Just like Lin Xuan, although he doesn't talk much, his calmness and persistence are something that many people don't have."
"Humph, it's their business if they like Lin Xuan. I don't care." Qin Zhuyu curled her lips. "Wanqing, how about I come find you? How about we go for an outing together?"
Ye Wanqing hesitated for a moment, then gently refused, "Aren't you busy preparing for that important talk show recently? Don't let me delay your work."
"Oh, yes, I almost forgot." Qin Zhuyu slapped her forehead, "When will you be back? I miss your mung bean cakes so much!"
Ye Wanqing looked out the window at the rain-soaked sky: "Early April, Qingming Festival, it's time to go back and take a look."
Qin Zhuyu counted on her fingers and said, "That's still more than half a month! You must come back soon!"
"Yes, I will." Ye Wanqing agreed softly.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Wanqing walked to the balcony wearing a simple white long dress.
It had been raining outside for several days, and the clothes hanging on the balcony were still wet. She sighed softly, turned back inside, and closed the window.
Just as she was about to continue writing, there was a knock on the door. Grandma Wang's voice rang out from outside: "Wanqing, come over for dinner."
Ye Wanqing responded with a smile, and after sorting out her thoughts, she went to Grandma Wang's house for dinner.
On March 25th, Zhao Jinyu made a surprise visit. He was wearing a simple dark shirt and casual trousers, looking both steady and fashionable.
At this time, Ye Wanqing was in a creative bottleneck and had been sitting in front of the computer for three hours.
The gloomy weather made the light in the house dim and depressing, but she did not turn on the lights, but continued typing in the dim light of the screen.
Suddenly, the phone screen lit up. It was a message from Zhao Jinyu: "Are you busy? Do you have time for a cup of milk tea?"
Ye Wanqing replied briefly: "Yeah, I'm busy. But milk tea sounds good."
She looked at the brief reply on the screen, feeling a sense of helplessness and apology. After a moment's thought, she added a few words: "I'm stuck, feeling a bit irritated."
Zhao Jinyu's message came back quickly: "That's perfect, come out and get some fresh air. Maybe inspiration will strike you."
As soon as I saw this message, there was a knock on the door at the right time.
Ye Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
She stood up and opened the door, and it was Zhao Jinyu standing outside.
He looked at her with a smile, as if he could understand the anxiety and expectation in her heart.
The figure standing quietly at the door was Zhao Jinyu himself.
In March, spring is in full swing. The sun shines through the clouds, casting mottled light and shadows, bringing a touch of warmth.
Zhao Jinyu was dressed in an elegant outfit today, with a light blue denim shirt on the upper body, a pure white base shirt underneath, beige casual trousers on the lower body, and a pair of clean white sneakers on his feet. The overall look gave people a refreshing and neat feeling.
Ye Wanqing was seldom seen dressed so casually. She was slightly taken aback and was about to say something when Zhao Jinyu interrupted her: "You've received the red envelope, why don't you change your words?"
Ye Wanqing smiled softly and said, "Brother Jinyu, your outfit today is really fresh and refined."
Zhao Jinyu lowered her head to examine herself, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "Isn't it good-looking?"
She quickly shook her head, her eyes twinkling with sincerity. "It's very pretty, just like a character straight out of a comic book."
Zhao Jinyu has outstanding looks and a tall figure, and can easily pull off any outfit.
And today's light-colored combination perfectly shows his fresh temperament.
Because Ye Wanqing is afraid of the cold, she wore a loose lavender sweater today, paired with a dark gray knitted long skirt, a pair of white socks and a pair of soft flat shoes, looking particularly gentle and charming.
"How is your leg injury recovering?" Zhao Jinyu asked with concern, a hint of worry in his eyes.
"It's fine, there's nothing serious going on." Ye Wanqing answered softly, a warm smile on her face.
Ye Wanqing's eyes flashed with surprise as she glanced at the dessert in Zhao Jinyu's hand: "Is this afternoon tea for me?"
Zhao Jinyu smiled and nodded, motioning her to go into the house.
Ye Wanqing's desk was piled with all kinds of miscellaneous items, with paintbrushes, drawing paper, and script analysis drafts scattered all over the floor. There was almost no place to put the cake.
She quickly picked up the storage box beside her and sorted the items on the table one by one, her movements skillful and neat.
Seeing this, Zhao Jinyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Your movements are quite skillful."
Ye Wanqing smiled sheepishly: "I've been busy writing a new book recently and haven't had time to clean it up. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
Zhao Jinyu looked around and her eyes fell on a bunch of small daisies next to the TV cabinet. The fresh flowers added a bit of vitality and energy to the whole room.
"Even though you didn't have time to clean up, you still remembered to buy flowers. That's really thoughtful of you." He said softly, with a hint of appreciation in his tone.
Placing the dessert on the table, Zhao Jinyu added, "I don't know what flavor of milk tea you like, so I just bought a cup of original flavor."
"Thank you." Ye Wanqing took the milk tea, felt the warm touch, and a warm current surged in her heart.
She lowered her head and took a sip. The sweetness spread instantly and a sense of happiness arose spontaneously.
"When do you plan to release your new book?" Zhao Jinyu asked curiously.
Ye Wanqing thought about it and shook her head: "It's still being serialized. I guess it will take some time."
Zhao Jinyu unwrapped the crepe cake, and the aroma filled her nostrils. "How long do you plan to stay here?"
"Let's go back before Qingming Festival." Ye Wanqing replied with a hint of reluctance in her tone.
"Do you like life here?" Zhao Jinyu looked at her gently.
Ye Wanqing raised her head, met his eyes, and smiled slightly: "It's good, but I still prefer my home in Beijing."
Zhao Jinyu chuckled: "Me too, but it's nice to be here with you for a while."
A gentle drizzle began to fall outside the window. Ye Wanqing tilted her head to look out the balcony, a trace of melancholy welling up in her heart: "If the rain here could be less, it would be better."
"For you, whether it rains or not doesn't seem to have much impact." Zhao Jinyu said, his eyes always on her.
"It's just that the clothes can't dry, which is a bit troublesome." Ye Wanqing lowered her head, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.
Zhao Jinyu held the milk tea in his hand, but didn't take a sip. He just looked at her quietly.
Ye Wanqing in her hometown seemed different from her in Beijing, but her innocence and beauty remained the same.
Noticing that Zhao Jinyu had been staring at her, Ye Wanqing's eyebrows moved slightly, and she asked softly, "Are you looking at me?"
Zhao Jinyu couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "If you ask me that, I don't know how to answer."
"I remember there's a saying in psychology that if you stare at someone of the opposite sex for more than... three seconds, it means you have feelings for that person..."
"have what?"
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, with a cunning glint in her eyes: "You don't have a crush on me, do you?!"
Zhao Jinyu couldn't tell whether Ye Wanqing was really unaware or was pretending to be stupid.
But he didn't expose her, instead he continued along with her words: "I just feel that you seem more real and more lovely here."